Spring Break Day Six
Oh, the woes of taxes! I worked all day. At first I almost had a heart attack when I couldn’t find my W-2 or the interest statement on the 4th Street mortgage. In a last ditch effort, I checked my Clan meeting bag, even though I knew that nothing would be in there. Turns out they were in the bag along with a Netflix movie I had lost (the first season of 24), several bills, and other forgotten mail. I guess I mistakenly put them in the wrong bag after our last meeting. Whew! I was glad to find the paperwork as well as the dvd—now I’ll get a $20 refund! So I went through a year’s worth of sales receipts, marveled at how much I spent on little things for school and on the renovation of 4th Street, and listed everything carefully in both anticipation and trepidation of my meeting at H&R Block tomorrow.